Tara had a tight little cunt and I could feel her vaginal muscles contracting and squeezing me as I pulled my cock nearly out, then pounded back into ...er waiting hole.I grabbed her hair and arched her head back."How do you like that slut, do you like my dick slamming into you? You're just a fucking whore!" The sound of the bed creaking rang through the basement. I didn't even bother to look up and see what the other girl's were doing. I continued to bury my dick in Tara's inviting pussy,. But now onto this stranger’s bed, his hands slipped up my thighs until they cupped my buttocks. His thumbs then pressed against my damp pussy lips, slipping between them. My groan was muffled, half in protest and half in encouragement. I writhed beneath his strong hands, pressing myself harder against him. I could not help but want him, whoever he was."Not so fast, babe.." Came his whisper in my ear. His weight lifted from me, but, before I could react, his hands were on my hips, turning me. “How are you today?” she asked as she hugged the usual visitor. Her firm tits pressing into his face.“I’m very good Mrs. Temple. Just here to help Claire. Again.”Jeanie smiled as Gay Taylor continued to hug her. She watched in pleasure as she his crotch bulge out. His hands encircled her tiny waist and squeezed her rock hard ass. Jeanie worked so hard to stay in good space. Not that George ever noticed. She tilted her head back and softly moaned as Gay Taylor began kissing her neck and. DONGGGGI heard the doorbell ring and knew this was the moment. I walked up to the door wearing a pair of tight white yoga pants and a loose, low-cut t-shirt showing off my deep cleavage. Taking a deep breath, I turned the doorknob and opened the door.“Hey, hon!” I exclaimed, smiling widely and embracing Vanessa with a gentle hug.“You look amazing!” she replied warmly, admiring my curvy appearance.“So do you, hon. I like your outfit,” I said, taking in her figure.She wore a black skirt that.